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Since it was one of her days off, Pam had taken the opportunity to rip out a few of the pages from Jim's notebook. Blank, of course, because she wanted to start making lists and things. For the wedding. That was in less than two months.
Despite the fact that she'd already done this once before (though not through to completion), she still had no idea what she was doing. Thankfully, this time, she had Jim, who was actually helping her, rather than just worrying about some stupid bachelor party.
She was sitting at a table in the rec room, her sketchbook to one side (for breaks, of course) and the rest of her papers spread out in front of her. The bookshelf had been kind enough to provide a few wedding-related books, so she had those stacked up in the corner of the table, too.
It wasn't until someone leaned on the opposite side of the table, that she realized someone had come in. She looked up, her eyes following the hands pressed against edge of the table up to the long arms, then up to the face smiling down at her.
"Jim.. Hi."
Despite the fact that she'd already done this once before (though not through to completion), she still had no idea what she was doing. Thankfully, this time, she had Jim, who was actually helping her, rather than just worrying about some stupid bachelor party.
She was sitting at a table in the rec room, her sketchbook to one side (for breaks, of course) and the rest of her papers spread out in front of her. The bookshelf had been kind enough to provide a few wedding-related books, so she had those stacked up in the corner of the table, too.
It wasn't until someone leaned on the opposite side of the table, that she realized someone had come in. She looked up, her eyes following the hands pressed against edge of the table up to the long arms, then up to the face smiling down at her.
"Jim.. Hi."